A Matter of Wife and Love

After the stream, Amelie’s forehead was drenched in sweat.

She took off her fox mask, wiped her sweat, then pushed Bria out of the streaming room.

“Mommy, are you asking Mr. Gareth to pretend to be Daddy?” Bria couldn’t help but ask.

There was a troubled look in her large eyes.

She liked Blake, but she liked Leo as well.

She found it extremely difficult to choose between them.

Amelie caressed her small cheek. “Bria, you haven’t recovered yet, so you can’t join the event. I’ll be in the audience with you, and we can cheer the other children on.”

Bria pursed her small lips, but she didn’t say anything in the end.

When Amelie opened the door the next day, she was surprised to see a large and slender figure standing at the entrance.

The man stood there silently, his stern aura causing the entire corridor to feel suppressive.

“Mr. Alston?”

Amelie was stunned when she saw the man in front of her.

After making it so clear before, she thought that he wouldn’t visit again.

“I’m here to see Bria.” Leo’s expression was cold.

He had always been a serious man, but now, he had grown even colder, and there was a distant look in his eyes.

When Amelie heard that, she stepped aside and allowed him passage.

Leo walked into the house.

After taking a few steps, he paused and turned around slightly. A seemingly nonchalant look colored his eyes as he said, “So you’re asking Blake to attend the event at Bria’s school, eh?”

Amelie was stunned. She didn’t think that he would know about this.

She had only mentioned this while streaming.

Had Leo been watching her streams?

Even though Leo already knew that she was Foxy, she didn’t think that he would watch her streams.

Noticing her silence, Leo allowed his expression to turn even fiercer. “Bria is my daughter; she doesn’t need anyone to replace her father! She doesn’t need outsiders to join her events!”

For a moment, the entire house fell into silence.

moment, then asked,

held. Even though Bria couldn’t participate and would only spectate at most, she still told him the

there on

Amelie was speechless.

so Amelie hadn’t had time

in Quinn Town. Hence,

was ready, she walked over

saw Bria lying in Leo’s

little fingers were flipping through

Leo held her, he read the book out loud in his deep

used had softened now, and he didn’t

being embraced by him. As

finally noticed Amelie’s presence

only then that Amelie removed Bria from Leo’s embrace.

she placed Bria onto the tiny wheelchair

around and looked at

of envy

she was seeing things, but still, she asked politely, “Mr.

stood

frowned a little. He didn’t like her calling

the other hand, Amelie was

she didn’t

couldn’t take back her

Bria out of the room, then poured a bowl of chicken soup

the chicken soup, an ambiguous look in

his favorite dish. Her expression

as he picked up a spoon and

was especially quiet when he ate, and he carried

watched him for a while, a dreamy feeling fleeting across

the same table and have breakfast with him after their divorce, nor had she expected that he would be willing to eat

She memorized his likes and

cooking, refusing to try even a bite of

he would ask Miss Potts to make another

it was history, when she recalled

drew a

probably hated it even now, and he was forcing

outcome a long time ago. Refusing to dwell on the past which would only sadden her, she stopped thinking about it and lowered her head to

atmosphere at the dining

kept stealing glances at Amelie with her large eyes, then at Leo. She was secretly observing the

have some dumplings. Mommy made them herself. Mommy also baked these buns.” Bria suddenly reached out and passed a dumpling and a bun

proud look on her face, and it was paired

mother’s cooking was the best, so she

Leo would fall in love with her mother’s cooking,

still holding the spoon as he looked at